Well let me start off by saying that is a pretty fucked up title…no wait, nice title for a story that most will probably say is pretty a “fucked up title. And let me say further more that some of you are probably going say “what a dick”…I say “whatever blows smoke up your ass.”
This is about a town or city… called Port Elizabeth and my…kind of love hate relationship with it. In some ways I like it, some really interesting people and things can be found here, but at the same time some really fucked up people and things can be found as well. “What is this asshole blabbering about “ I here you ask? Well let start with what I see most of the time… The bad, ugly and not even worth labeling “fucked up”.
Let’s start with a little place called Balizza, or as I like to call it “Glitter ball Palace” with a lot of people that have no personality. “You dick”…well it’s true, just go there one night and look… really look. Some of the people that go there have no fucken personality, none. What you may see though is some guy with a pink shirt and 2 sizes to small tight jeans with so much jell in his hair that he could actually be deemed a fire hazard. It gets better though, you might also see a girl with a “don’t leave much for the imagination” skirt on that shines so much you could put her on your bonnet and use her for headlite replacements. And both the guy and the girl most likely are just trying to attract enough attention so that they can have a mindless fuck at some point during the night.
When did people start becoming so fucken stupid, where did the intelligent conversation go? “You’re a dry dick head, get with the times” has been said to me a couple of times, “Fuck you, you brainless little shit, go read a book and jack up your vocabulary before you try and insult me” I mean “get with the times” what the hell does that even mean.
Not too long ago I was at Pool City in Walmer. I was on my second whisky when really beautiful woman sat down across from me. Politely she asked if she could join me and I replied “Sure”. We started talking and I thought to myself “Thank God, someone with a brain”. About two or three hours later she leaned forward and asked “my place or yours”.
Now let’s just stop there for a second. Easy doesn’t do it for me, in fact easy (for me at least) equals traffic, and probably lots of it. Now for those who do not get what I’m saying. Use your God given gift called a brain and fucken think for a second.
I thought about this for a second and replied “How about I drop you off at a corner of your choice” Naturally she did not take kindly to my reply and just said “asshole” I expected a bit more insulting to be honest. Now this brings me to my point, where did it all go so wrong? Why do some people make themselves cheap. Don’t think for a second that guys are off the hook here, we are just as bad… maybe even worse. I say we because I tried playing the same game once, but quickly came to the realization that it is only going to make me incredibly stupid.
Look I’m not saying that Port Elizabeth is a bad place, on the contrary, it’s a great town, it’s just that some of the poeple living here could use a bit more charecture and think a bit more. I’m also not saying that there is something wrong with one nighters, but don’t fucken force it, just let it happen.
I’ll ramble on at another time, work a-waits.
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